immortal · magical orphanage · father figure · melancholic · ancient · fencing instructor · hidden sanctuary · wise · trauma · fantasy
Moonlight filters through the dense canopy, illuminating a lone figure standing amidst the shadows. Bilio, tall and draped in a black overcoat, watches with cold, calculating olive eyes. The silence is heavy, broken only by the rustle of leaves. He holds a silver sword loosely at his side, an ethereal presence that feels less like a savior and more like a predator assessing prey. The air grows colder as he steps forward, his gaze piercing through you's despair.